Synopsis – Feed it to the Piranha

That day the whole of America experienced an eerie chilly silence as if a nuclear bomb had exploded in Washington DC.

People did not talk in the offices. They just whispered as if they were attending a funeral service.

A week after the video the President addressed the nation from the White House that America had no rape crime for a whole week.

‘You have a right to scream. Anything you say or do may be used against you in this court.’

‘You have no right to consult an attorney or to speak to the police or to have an attorney present during our questioning.’

‘We will not be appointing an attorney for you before any questioning, even if you wish.’

‘If you decide to answer any questions now, without an attorney present, you will still have no right to stop answering at any time.’

‘Knowing and understanding your rights as I have explained them to you, are you willing to answer my questions without an attorney present?’

‘In short your only right is to scream. You have a right to scream loud, but it will not be heard outside these four walls. This room is sound proof.’

‘This is a special court only for rapists, who were set free for lack of evidence by the traditional courts.’

‘Bullshit! Who the hell says you’re the court? You’re just three punks hiding your faces in motor cycle helmets with tinted face covering. Very clever! I can’t see your faces.  Gloves, track suits and boots. The whole works. A complete camouflage to hide your identity. What are you scared of? Show me your faces, gutless swines! Untie me! Why am I naked? Where are my clothes? Shoes? Why have you tied me to this chair? Scared?’

‘Be quiet! The court is in session.’

‘What court? You three have kidnapped me! Don’t you know kidnapping is a federal offence in this country? I work for a law firm!’

‘An educated creep! We will be fair to you. You’ll find justice in this court.’

‘Let me introduce to you my learned colleagues. Seated on my left is Tom. For the records, he will be known as the arresting officer. I’m the presiding judge, Dick. And on my right is the juror, Harry. He solely constitutes the jury.’


‘Very funny! Tom, Dick and Harry incorporated! Have you three stepped out of a comic book? You’re a museum piece!’